#I have the bestest friends in the entire world okay

[superbattrash]

may your voice be as deep and raspy as you want it to be <3

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Nonnie 😭 Thank yooooou ~ ✨💚💛

[onlyseokmins]

show and tell • l.s.m.

Pairing: lee seokmin x afab!reader Genres: smut (minors dni!), best friends/idiots to lovers!au Warnings: swearing, lotssss of teasing/switch dynamics, tickling, reader is obsessed w/ seokmin's body, they're idiots your honor and they're a lil bit in L-word 🤮, mingyu thrown under the bus as always, ONE BAD PUN BC I THINK I'M FUNNY, sex is as silly as me, BIG COCK SEOK 🗣️ like he's fucking huge okay, oral (both rec. kind of), attempt at 69 but seok's a menace the entire time, fingering, CRYING/TEARS, possession, biting, marking, multiple orgasms, squirting, lil bit of cumplay ig?, mentions of prev partners, overstim... i think that's it lmk if i missed smth 🥵😰 WC: 6.5k A/N: um so this is the most self-indulgent thing i dared to post you're WELCOME i shall now go die in a hole to never be seen ever again... happy belated birthday to the loml ugh ty to all the frens that let me sob in their dms and to @onlymingyus for helping me with a damn title 💖

The commonly shared belief among your friend group was that Seokmin is abnormally soft when it comes to you.

You thought they were full of shit. 

The bestest buddy in the world was also the softest ray of morning sunshine to ever exist in general. You could barely count on one hand the number of people he genuinely ever showed disdain towards or didn't get along with. All in all — it was extremely hilarious in your opinion because Seokmin's fluffy personality greatly contrasted with his lean, sharp physique. 

Ironically, the main reason you ended up in this position.

Just moments before, you were on his bed and caged between his arms. The dog tag necklace you'd gifted, engraved with his birth date and initials, swinging in the same rhythm that your heart rapidly beats with the small space separating your bodies. A sly grin raises the corners of his lips, the long fingers of his left-hand creeping up to trail lightly at your sides.

"I know you have abs."

Seokmin's hands fly up to wrap defensively around his body, though all in good jest. "You can't just ask a dude how many abs he has!"

"And you can't lie to me by saying you don't have any! Do you know how many of your dude-bros have blabbed about your crazy gym routine to me? Can you even guess how many girls bitched at me 'cause you weren't shirtless at my pool party? As if that's my fault?"

"But it's mine?"

"No, all I have to do is prove them wrong. So, show me the goods!"

You sucked at making up your mind — what to eat, what to wear, what to watch, what to do — okay, but who doesn't? It's something Seokmin was very familiar with, hence him always having to pick up wherever you left off. He also knows just as well that once you've settled on something, you'll see it through to the very end. Eventually. 

Which normally works out in his favor except in moments like now. So he resorts to a different preventative measure — tickling the decisiveness right out of you.

Like hell you'll let him do what he wants.

Maybe the whispers about him being soft for you were right. After all, it's to your utter benefit when you push at his shoulder. Only a bit unbalanced, he easily falls onto his side and you scramble to climb on top of him at record speed, one arm pinning Seokmin's wrists against the pillow beneath his head. 

Unfortunately, this looks like one of your 3,718,493,842 very bad choices in life. Once again, something you didn't think all the way through. Sure, you've bested Seokmin at light wrestling and play-fighting before — back when you were toddlers and all he did was cry.

Now, at adult ages, it seems like a horrible, terrible, very bad idea to have him beneath you. Your fingers play with the hem of his black t-shirt that's ridden up ever so slightly, unbearablely close to the leather band of his silver belt buckle. 

Seokmin's pupils are blown wide as he looks up at you with a strange, almost starry-eyed look of surprise. Black bangs flipped up across the dark gray of his blanket, silver chain askew shining against his collarbones, mouth slightly ajar.

Suddenly you're hyper-aware of sitting right on top of him, completely obliterating the distance between your bodies earlier, and leaving absolutely nothing to the imagination from what you can feel nestled in between your legs. 

"Would it be inappropriate of me to take your shirt off right now?" you can't help but ask.

He laughs, all breathless and high-pitched like he does when he's nervous. "You're asking for permission?"

"Seokmin," you whine and shift your hips in protest without thinking. Another bad move. Oops. "I'm trying to be polite."

"You have me pinned to my bed with the intent to strip me and you're worried about being polite?"

"Oh, please, you could easily break free."

It's true. His wrists twitch a bit under your grasp, almost like he's attempting to do just that but you're faster once more. Or he's just letting you have your way with him. Whatever the case, your other hand firmly holds both of his down which only brings your faces closer together.

"Don't move."

"Okay," Seokmin agrees and licks his lips, "at least you know what consent means."

"Are you consenting?"

"Depends on what to."

"Me taking off your shirt."

"… Should I be flattered?"

"Very."

Brown eyes close, his brow furrowing. For a minute, you think you've accidentally taken things too far and are about to quickly apologize and backpedal before things backfire until his lips quirk up and Seokmin snorts.

"Never imagined you'd be stripping me like this."

You would agree because what the hell? All this for some abs? But the way he says it makes you pause.

"Have you imagined this before?"

Expecting him to panic or something, you're even more taken aback when he bites his lip like he's holding back more laughter. 

"And what if I have? You'll be offended even if I lie." 

You narrow your eyes challengingly while his sparkle. "Are you… flirting with me?" 

"That is not how I flirt but okay." 

"You're being weird. Weird weird. Like super-duper weird." 

"Says the one soaking my jeans, right now." 

You want to scream. Instead, you let out a scandalized gasp, eyes widening. The effort it takes to bolt away means you must release Seokmin. Something that doesn't even cross your mind with the shame heating up your cheeks, mortification setting off every sirening alarm in your nervous system.

Your first mistake.

Countless other mistakes will be made after this, but looking back — could they really be watered down to just a mistake after the end results? Why you're even so embarrassed in the first place is beyond you. And your best friend has zero intentions of letting you get away from him.

The minute Seokmin's hands are freed, one flies to keep your hips pressed against his while the other gently braces your back. Lifting his torso up with insane core strength he clearly was lying about not having, you have no choice but to wrap an arm instinctively around his neck like a koala. Your other hand curls into a fist, clinging against the fabric straining with the flex of his chest muscles while simultaneously attempting to push him back in a futile effort.

"Breathe," Seokmin murmurs in mild concern. His eyes crinkle as he smiles encouragingly. "Breathe for me, babe."

You hadn't even realized you were holding your breath. If you inched any closer forward, your nose would brush against his, and leaning too far back would end up with him on top of you again.

"This is all your fault, babe."

"You're the one that started this in the first place, babe."

"All I wanted was to see your abs," your voice drops to a pathetic whisper, "babe."

"All you had to do was ask, silly."

"I did!"

To your horror, he leans in even closer with a devious smirk so his nose brushes tenderly against yours. "For yourself. Not others."

"What… what are you playing at Seokmin?"

"It's like you misinterpret everything I do on purpose."

"I — "

"If you think I'm just playing around you're sorely mistaken."

A beat of silence. "Then what are you doing?"

"Nothing," he says innocently even though the hand on your back trails upwards and not-so-innocently unclasps the bra underneath your shirt. 

Your jaw drops. Of course, your modest top is still on and the shoulder straps keep your undergarment in place. Yet, you feel naked with the way Seokmin shamelessly ogles your covered chest and lets out a satisfied groan, pleased that you weren't wearing a sports bra. After all, it's not the first time he's done that for you — but it is under this strange context.

"Seokmin — "

"I'll do whatever you want me to do. Tell me." His voice is low, rougher than you've ever heard, causing tingles to shoot down your spine at the way he says your name. "I should take full responsibility for whatever happens."

His last sentence echoes over and over inside your head because yeah, what the hell is going to happen? — until you blurt out, "You find me attractive?"

Finally, Seokmin acts the way you expect and are familiar with, his shy demeanor coming out like sun rays peeking through overcast clouds. Bowing his head, forehead flopping on your shoulder, he admits defeat. 

"As if that's even a question, goofball."

"No way — there's no way! My bestie, you, find me, your bestie, like. Hot?"

"Look, I know it's cliché to fall for your friend and all that stupid shit," he grumbles, "but you don't have to sound so shocked. I already know thanks to Mingyu."

You freeze. "Know what?"

"… You're really going to make me say it?" he laughs in disbelief and shakes his head against your shoulder, causing your loose strap to slide down. "When my pride's already in tatters?"

Urging Seokmin to pick up his head and look at you, you face his brown eyes straight-on and cup his flushed cheek. "What did Mingyu say that crushed your pride?"

He sighs. "He told you I liked you before I ever got the chance to say it myself to you."

Your eyebrows raise. "He did?"

"Yeah. And I thought you just. Well. I don't know, I thought you were just ignoring it out of consideration or something. Obviously. Since you didn't say anything."

"… All 'cause I was pretty sure he blabbered about accidentally spilling the beans to you about me liking you."

The both of you pause, silently cursing poor Mingyu. He did mean well. Somehow.

"You're joking right," Seokmin whispers, "is this real?"

"What makes you think it's not."

"Because you've only ever returned my feelings in my dreams."

Your pride swells at that, wrapping your arms around his neck daringly. "Dream about me often?"

He falls backward on the bed, taking you down with him with your bodies pressed tightly together. You admire his handsome features with renewed thirst while he shuts his eyes, no longer forcing yourself to view him through the platonic lenses you'd kept on for so long.

Then his eyes flash back open and you flinch at the burning desire blazing within them. He's never looked at you like that, at least not directly and it ignites the equal yearning you feel for him like a match.

"Yeah," he answers your teasing question, "I do."

Just the thought alone makes you dizzy. Your best friend, your sweet and lovely Seokmin who puts up with all your bullshit, laying here on this exact bed with thoughts of you consuming his mind. Pining for you. Wanting you. Shit, you think he deserves to have all his fantasies come true. And you're more than happy to help him out. 

"What do we do in your dreams?"

"Everything. Anything."

An iron-clad grip will probably leave bruises behind but it's not enough to stop you from a slow, lazy grind of your hips. You sit up for more leverage, hands on his broad shoulders for support, watching with smugness oozing out of your smile as he struggles to continue his wholesome thoughts.

"Holding hands, cute dates, buying you pretty things… "

"C'mon babe," you tease, "what else?"

"Ah… " Seokmin sighs, throwing an arm over his face to hide his eyes though it can't hide the flush creeping up his neck, to his cheeks, and coloring his cute ears. "You know… "

"Nah, I don't. Not unless you tell me." 

"… Just gets lonely in bed. At night. Cold."

"We've slept together before when I've stayed the night and vice versa."

"Mhm, but never with my dick inside of you."

You coo, trying to keep up your unbothered façade as though the quickening pace of your hips isn't making an insane mess of his lap. 

"Poor little Seokminnie had to jerk off all by himself." Leaning down to whisper maliciously in the ear that isn't shielded by his elbow, "Or did you do it while I was laying next to you because you were so frustrated?"

"As if," he scoffs, "and I'm not sure what you mean by little."

Like a switch has flipped, two hands return and grip your hips, keeping them stationary. To prove his point hard, it's Seokmin's turn to grind his pelvis up into the moist heat of your covered cunt while holding you still to feel every agonizingly delicious drag of his cock. The way he can feel you pulse against him even through your thin shorts, the devastating whimper that leaves your mouth when the rough fabric manages to catch your clit just right make up for the mildly gross stickiness of precum inside of his jeans.

A sadistic grin leers at you, almost a snarl. Such a jarring contrast to the normally soft, fond looks you're used to and a shudder runs through your body at the shock, another rush of heated arousal dripping from your pussy.

It's cute, Seokmin thinks to himself, how you put up this act and think you're the one in control when it's really me, the one whose lap you're on.

"Can you even blame me?" he growls, not waiting nor expecting any answer as he sits back up, jostling your body in the process. "I was so good, so well-behaved in front of you. And yet you waltz around me with barely anything on all the damn time, flirting with all my friends in that skimpy bathing suit without a care in the world… "

You don't even know when you ended up on your back. Staring wide-eyed into Seokmin's narrowed ones, his eyelids fluttering as he recalls these memories, fist clenched and arms tense as he towers on top of you once again. He's panting, lower body still pressed against yours.

"Batting your eyelashes at me, giggling, grinding that sweet ass all over me on the dancefloor and then skipping away even though I wanted to touch you so badly… and if that's not torturing enough, constantly showing up in my dreams, always out of reach… So yeah, I'm just a little frustrated, sorry."

"I'm… I'm… I-I didn't know — "

"I know that. I know that and that's why I felt like utter trash. You didn't mean any of it and here I am throwing my disgusting fantasies on you."

"Don't say that," you plead and cup the side of his face, running your thumb repeatedly across his mole. "You're not trash, Seokmin. I wasn't thinking — I mean I didn't realize… I just — "

"Please," he interrupts suddenly, desperately begging. "Please tell me… if this… if this is going to be a spur of the moment, out of pity, and a one-time thing… please tell me you don't want this. That you don't want me — "

"I want to kiss you." 

You watch his body tremble before he takes a deep breath, smiling up at him as his eyes gradually open. They blink owlishly at you, nearly crossing in his attempt to scan your face if he really heard you correctly as you guide him by the jawline close to your lips.

"I want you, Seokmin."

To be honest, you've never really imagined what it'd feel like to kiss your best friend. The movies you've watched make it out to be magical, enchanting, and something out of a fairy tale. Sure, maybe they're not wrong but the majority of entertainment is the bad boy turning sweet or a soft boy remaining a gentleman.

Nothing's prepared you for awakening the beast in a good boy.

He kisses you with a ferocity that steals your breath from the get-go. A sensual clash of teeth, tongue, spit, love bites, and nips. Seokmin always had an enjoyable, pleasing tone to his voice and it sounds even better when he's grunting and groaning in the laidback battle for dominance.

Somehow, your clothes are merely disheveled and not ripped off despite continual tangling and grabbing at each other. Once again, you find yourself back on top as you gasp for air — having to push him away when he chases after you for more kisses. If you thought he was pretty before, he's even lovelier with shiny, swollen lips and a dazed, hungry look in his eyes.

Despite pouting at the sudden distance, the man astonishingly looks at you like you've hung the stars in the sky. As if he's never seen the ugly sides of you, your lowest and most embarrassing moments. His gaze trails from where you sit on his thighs to the rise and fall of your heaving chest to your blown-out pupils with such appreciation and awe that your cheeks are set aflame.

Although maybe you're just seeing a reflection of your own adoration. Running your hand down the toned length of one of his arms, you intertwine your fingers together. A smirk returns to your face as he squeezes back, distracted.

"So, can I see your abs now?"

Seokmin groans your name and chews on his lip, uncertain. You shrug and toy with the hem of your own shirt before decisively pulling it over your head. A blissed-out sigh escapes his mouth at the reveal.

Your bra is undone — thanks to his earlier mischief — and barely covers your breasts. Threatening to fall off at the slightest move, you pretend to protect what little modesty you might have and keep it in place with a free hand. 

"Tit for tat?" you tease.

He audibly gulps and you watch his Adam's apple bob. You wait patiently, letting him go at his own pace and back out if he wants. Though he does relent because he feels at comfort with you, revealing his gorgeous tan skin and upper body you hadn't seen in what feels like years.

"Omigod…" you gasp out and he cringes, upper body taut with nerves. "You've been hiding a six-pack away from the public for so long?"

"I — "

"I want to touch them."

"Why are you so obsessed with my abs?"

"'cause they're mythical. Like unicorns or… or Bigfoot."

"You're comparing me to a yeti?"

"Not yet…i!"

He rolls his eyes at the ridiculous pun. "I thought I was getting a 'tit for tat'?"

"Yeah," you nonchalantly slide off your loose bra and toss it somewhere on his bedroom floor. Seokmin doesn't even get to relish the bare sight of your tits for his own enjoyment because you're grumbling, "can't even show his best friend his fine ass abs," and he has to correct you.

"Maybe if I was your boyfriend, I'd show them to you all the time."

"Oh? Is that a promise? A threat? A distraction?"

"An offer. A suggestion even."

"It's pretty tempting," you play coy, "can I touch you if I say yes?"

"Only if I can touch you too."

"Then yes." Your pointer finger travels down the flexed crease of his skin to right above his belly button. "Can I see your dick now?"

"But I want… I'd like to… taste you."

"Later," you assure and daringly place a kiss above his waistband. Your hands tug at the belt when his hips stutter upwards. "Please?"

He's gone the moment you flutter your eyelashes at him and so are his ruined jeans. Discarded on the floor to join the growing number of other clothing when he says yes. 

Even Seokmin himself would admit he is indeed too soft for you but his cock certainly isn't. Your eyes nearly bug out when it flops against his stomach, angry red and leaking tears of precum. He grits his teeth at how much it aches, perfect jawline even more prominent. 

His self-esteem would have been dashed to pieces at the devastating frown on your pretty face but it's greatly inflated when all you can do is whimper out, "You're so big… "

"Yeah?"

Your best friend — no, now your boyfriend, you suppose — hisses when you blink at him. 

"There's no way you're gonna fit."

"Hah, 's never been a problem before." Nails dig into his thigh, the little show of possession at the mention of his previous partners wickedly giving Seokmin another ego boost. He's quick to try and appease you though by saying, "don't worry, babe… let me prep and taste you, I'll make it fit I promise and you'll feel good."

"Fuckin' sweet talker." You feel a hand reach out to temptingly slip under the band of your shorts. "Everything about you is always so sweet."

"'m sure you taste even sweeter." 

"Seokmin…" 

"Hm?" His touch grows bolder at the moan of his name, squeezing at the plumpness of your ass. "Will you please let me have a taste? Just wanna help you out." 

You won't be thinking I'm so sweet after this. 

Eager to touch him, you nod and start to take off your shorts but Seokmin is faster. Nearly tearing them off your body in excitement and somehow managing to position your bare lower body right where he wants it. 

Luckily, you're able to face his neglected cock. A shriek leaves your mouth, though, because the hardened tip of his tongue is searching for your clit, lathing and suckling on it when he does find it. 

You try to focus on your prize but it's difficult with the vigor he's attacking your throbbing, needy pussy. Seokmin holds you up high enough that he can leave occasional nips on the inner crease of your hips before harshly licking and sucking up your messy arousal. Shaking his head back and forth with an animalistic growl, all you can do is resort to pitiful kitten licks and slobbering mindlessly on just the side of his cock. 

The more you attempt to wrap your lips fully around the tip, the further down he brings you to his mouth until you're almost suffocating him. A brutal assault where you can only twitch your hips to which he agreeably grunts, gliding you across his open mouth ever so slightly. Unable to escape the throes of pleasure, not that you would want to — you give up and give in. 

Tears fill your eyes as your body convulses and shakes, staring longingly at his cock through bleary eyes. Seokmin's muffled moans as he gladly helps you ride out your orgasm with your fluttering hole clamping around his tongue barely registering in your ears. You feel like you're floating while underwater in the most delicious of ways. 

Seokmin manages to nudge you enough so he can catch his breath while waiting for you to come back to him. A fond smile on his lips when you're finally able to move and he helps you flop by his side. 

"Why on earth are you a pussy-eating pro?" 

"You keep complaining about things most people don't find fault in." 

"I wanted to suck the life out of you, not the opposite." You reach for his cock again but he stops you — again — and rubs the back of your hand consolingly while he wipes the wet mess you'd left on his face with a smirk like a badge of honor he takes pride in. "Lee Seokmin!" 

"Shhh, don't whine, baby. Almost there, I'll let you have my dick soon. Give it to you real good. Now that I've confirmed what a tight, good little pussy you have for myself, gotta make sure you're stretched out enough. Don't wanna hurt you." 

"It already hurts, 'm so empty, 'min." 

"Greedy," he snickers, knowing you're full of shit, and sits up. "After I just stuffed you with my tongue so well that you complained about it, now you want me again?" 

"Always want you. Always have. Didn't realize it before but it's true. 'm sorry, Seokkie, need you so bad though." 

"Lucky I like you so much. Now turn around, let me see that lovely ass of yours." 

You do as he says, clambering up on all fours and arching your back prettily, looking over your shoulder to see what he'll do next. 

The sight alone is a wet dream. He's licking his lips, brown eyes honed in on your puffy, seeping cunt until he's snapped out of the trance when he realizes you're watching him. He sticks out his tongue to pull a silly face and you shake your head in disbelief. 

A finger traces up your spine before it turns into his palm pushing down between your shoulder blades so your cheek is pressed into the pillows. You can just feel the heavy heat of his cock but he pulls away before you can savor it for too long. A constant tease that leaves you whining again in frustration and wiggling your hips enticingly, a futile effort. 

"I know you're desperate. 'm sorry, don't wanna cum too fast and disappoint you though." 

"You won't disappoint me." 

"Nope, I'll make it worthwhile. Promise. We can do whatever positions you want after this. I'd like to see you riding me like you do in my dreams, personally." Watching how you clench at his words, he chuckles. "Knew you'd like that too. Now, let's see…" 

He slips a digit inside your hole muttering, "There we go," and adds another. And another. Three fingers explore your gummy inner walls and he hums in contemplating tones before he begins scissoring motions to get your pussy to further open up. 

Your moans are muffled by the bed and Seokmin simply increases his pace to make them louder with a sneer of satisfaction you don't see. You do feel him kissing down the length of your spine, more love bites that make you squeal at each pinch. 

"So cute and perfect. What 'm I gonna do with you?" he asks and pretends to understand the unintelligible garble to his rhetorical question. "Yeah, that's right, babe. Fuck you even more stupid than you are now 'cause it's what you deserve." 

Retracting his fingers, licking them clean, and mumbling how pretty you are — then he's finally wrapping a veined hand around his even veinier cock to tease at your entrance. 

He plays with your wetness, coating his tip with it and making both your mouth and pussy drool. And god, does Seokmin relish the vision before him. 

You're everything to him and that thought alone makes him bite down on his lower lip, a bead of sweat trickling down his forehead. He doesn't want to fuck this up. Every muscle in his body tenses when he takes a deep breath and eases himself inside, enraptured with the way your soft pussy lips part and cling around his length to welcome him. 

When he glances up to check how you're doing, he has to reign himself back from exploding or thrusting insensitively all the way in. The way your eyes roll up, a stain of drool left on his blanket, and the feeble thank you's followed by a filthy series of moans — he lets out a string of curses that would make even a depraved whore blush out of shyness. 

"S'big, s'full," you hiccup, clenching and unclenching in rapid successions that has Seokmin wheezing, though he tries to comfort you. 

"'m not even all the way inside, sweetheart. Bear with me, babe. Breathe. I've got you." 

"Got me… hella fuckin' full."

"You can take it. I know you can." He pushes his hips forward a bit more. "There you go, sweetheart. Relax just a tiny bit… Yeah, that's it…" 

Praises fall from his lips and you sob at both the goddamn stretch and unfathomable pleasure. You already feel him buried in your gut reaching spots you didn't even know existed by the time he's almost bottomed out for his pelvis to press temptingly against your ass — you're pretty sure you can feel him in your lungs at this point.

"S'deep…!" 

"Feel so fucking good… d'ya need me to pull out a little, baby? You still with me?" 

You answer him by bravely using whatever strength — or more like the urge for him to split you open and take it all because you want to be as good as he's telling you that you are for him — and push yourself back so he's fully seated within your tight cunt. 

You're probably screaming if your raspy throat and ringing ears are anything to go by. He's panting and rubbing his forehead with a groan. 

"Fuck, what are you so hot for?" 

The air feels like it's been punched out of his lungs, the same way his cock is being suctioned and squeezed. In an effort to wrangle whatever control is left within himself, Seokmin focuses on your body and how it reacts. Laying over your arched back to press your bare bodies close together in an intimate fashion. 

You can feel his necklace and its cool touch on your burning skin. The recollection of never seeing him without it since gifting it to him reignites a possessive streak in you and has your pussy pulsing around him more fervently. Suddenly you long to have his mark engraved on you permanently, etched into your body and soul just like the inanimate object. 

It's almost a shame when he pauses to tug it free so it doesn't break and let it hang over your shoulder instead. Not that it matters much, for you'd only have a temporary imprint of a dog tag shape on your back. 

As if he can read your muddled mind (he probably can), Seokmin makes up for it in his concentration to delay his dizzy cloud of absolute unbridled lust. He's already left many physical reminders of his touch where you'll definitely be sore later scattered around your body and as a bonus — bites down where your neck meets your shoulder. 

(You have no idea how you'll explain the obvious teeth marks to your friends the next day but you know they'll know. Especially when Seokmin — the little shit that he is — shamelessly shows off the various marks you'll leave all over him later tonight.)

But you don't think about that right now, any and all thoughts consumed of him, him, and him. You're full. So full. Oh, how you ache to run your fingers across his gorgeous body the same way he's able to yours, sneaking a hand underneath to fondle at your breasts and tug at your nipples. You suppose that can wait, already inching toward another crashing orgasm when he's unable to stay still anymore and starts shallow, cautious thrusts.

"Mm, ah, 'min… Seok… min… "

"'m here baby, you're gonna cum for me already, aren't ya?" He pulls his dick out far enough to see the way your essence glistens and coats his length and then smoothly stuffs you full again. "Go on and cream on my cock, make me yours."

Shockingly you shake your head. "No, too soon!"

"S'kay, I know you can give me another one after. If you let go now, it'll feel even better after. You're still so tight, I can barely move."

You really can't believe you're about to climax so soon again. There's not really a choice to hold it off anyways, especially when his hand moves away from your tits and mercilessly rubs your clit. He could've just fucked your throat raw with how hoarse your voice is now with all the sounds he's drawn out of you.

As you recover from the fuzziness of a second orgasm, he'd taken out his cock that's basically gone numb at this point (he's not sure if that's a good thing or not), and appreciates the delectable view of how your hole has been stretched out perfectly in the shape of his cock to accommodate him so sweetly. It all screams I am Seokmin's and he fucking adores it. And you.

There's only one thing left to do. Paint you with the color white.

"You ready for me?" 

You breathlessly huff out a yes but honestly, you're unsure if you will be able to handle another peak without passing out. Seokmin soothes you, whispering that this will be the last one for this round accompanied by two chaste kisses on each of your shoulder blades. So wonderful and perfect, he reminds and suddenly you can do anything he asked of you.

Which is good because he's finally snapping his hips hard and fast with better ability, drilling into your warm, wet pussy he calls his that confirms that ownership itself with filthy noises of agreement and gushes of more arousal. You moan out a mix of yes, yours, and his name — growing so fucked out that when he asks you where you want him to cum, all you do is feebly bounce your asscheeks against his abs when he refuses to move.

"Shit, you gotta tell me now or I'll… fuck, I'll do it inside. I-I know you're on the pill but… "

"Please…"

"You'd look pretty with it all over your back but also spilling out of your pussy… "

"If you don't cum right now anywhere… I'll cry."

"You're already crying." His thumb brushes at the trail of tears that spilled over your eyelids.

"Seokmin…!"

"'m sorry, let me give you what you want."

His hips resume slamming at a rapid pace, hitting deep within that magic bundle of nerves without fail. Stars swim in your vision and the mind-numbing pressure twisting in your lower gut builds up without warning.

It's a silent scream this time and a peak that doesn't seem to end. As your body violently shudders and shakes for what feels like hours at its intensity, Seokmin's release is triggered. Gently thrusting as you spasm around him, milking his cock as it starts to fill you up with a comforting warmth. In a daze, he's forced out by the end of your explosive orgasm and watches with a slack jaw in awe.

He's managed to leave beautiful lines of white across your ass and back as intended. Though the bit he'd left inside of you is mostly expelled by you squirting and coating his thighs with your release, if he looks close enough, there are still globs of cream left around the outer lips of your cunt that has him groaning.

"This is better than what I've dreamt about."

"Of course. Real thing is always better."

"In this case, yes." 

"… Do you still think I'm sweet?"

"… Somehow, yes."

Seokmin laughs as you collapse flat against the bed. You need to clean up but both of you can afford to rest a little first. He lays down next to you on his side, bringing you into his arms and you immediately snuggle your face into his chest before fixing him with a serious gaze.

"I don't get it."

He stiffens in fear. "Wh-what?"

"You fucked your previous partners, right?"

"Um… most… of them… "

"Like this?"

"Uh… " he narrows his eyes. "What… what do you mean?"

"There's no way they would've wanted to let you go if you got a stroke game and stamina this good. Unless you were just too much of a beast in the sheets — which I could understand."

His arms tighten around you. "I'm sorry, did I go too hard on you? I just didn't wanna cum too fast."

"No, you're insane but it was… incredible. You're the unreal one here."

"Didn't expect that when you harassed me about my abs, huh?"

"I did not harass you and of course not, did you?"

"No, but… I'm glad it did. You… don't…  you don't regret it, do you?"

"No, why would I?" He breathes out a tiny sigh of relief which has you raising an eyebrow but you continue on. "I don't get why they didn't try harder to stick around. I mean you're perfect. In all aspects. I one-hundred-percent mean that."

"They weren't you, though. I'm sincere when I say you've always been the one. I was just afraid…" 

"You're a damn good actor, you know that. I had no idea."

Your favorite smile beams at you. "I did major in theater. And we're both kinda idiots."

You slap at his chest playfully and he covers your hand with his. "I like you too, you know that? Like really mean it when I say I do. Even if you just obliterated my fucking vagina out of existence."

"There's no way, I most certainly did not." He kisses your forehead. "'cause you still have to ride me like promised."

"I don't think I'll be able to."

Your eyes close, ignoring Seokmin's gasp of shock and protests about cleaning up. He can tell you're pretty exhausted and acquiesces, shifting you into a position more comfortable for you to be able to doze off for a bit.

But you take that opportunity to spring to life, sucking the nastiest hickey on his neck right above his silver chain. One that will take weeks to heal. He lets out a moan as you do it and when you back away, the atmosphere has heated up again.

"You're giving me a hard time," he points out with an eyebrow wiggle and you giggle. 

Urging him to roll over, you lug your aching limbs up and over so you can straddle his upper body. Adding more and more love marks and bites on his chest, neck, and arms. It's your turn to stake a hushed claim of mine whispered into his ears that you nip at. And he giggles, loving the attention you're showering him with.

His cock is stirring to life under your ministrations as is another pool of arousal swirling in your gut. Despite the hiss of oversensitivity and slight pain you both feel, you ease his length back inside. Nearly crying out because this new angle means he's stuffed in you even more, you don't know if he can fit until you're gasping in relief once you're successful.

He tentatively brushes his fingers against the bulge that appears in your lower tummy, wanton moans erupting from both of you at the gesture. It sends chills down your spine and you shiver.

"Gonna have to help me move, dunno if I have enough strength to make your dreams come true."

"S'kay, we have forever to act them out again and again," he reassures you which erases your pout. "You'll get used to me with enough practice."

"You think so?"

"Well, we can only test that theory to make sure."

You giggle as he pulls you in for a tender kiss by the back of your neck. "You're naughtier than I could've ever imagined."

"But you love it. You love me." His smug look only grows at your agreeing hum and when he flexes his abs. "Now, shall we see if all the work I put into my abs is worth it, babe?"

onlyseokmins: February 2023 ©

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[singmyaubade]

totally just friends

warning : mentions of smut and cursing

sypnosis : what's weird? we are just friends

james potter x female!reader

part 1 / part 2 / part 3

there was nothing wrong with you and james's friendship despite many people's opinions. you guys were just friends who were super comfortable with each other.

and yeah james would grab your tits or ass as a joke or you would joke about sucking his dick but it wouldn't mean a single thing.

but then there was a whole situation that came with a realization and it all started with the confession in the library,

"i like james." the entire table looked at your best friend, claire in shock.

you looked at her as if she had just made the most jaw dropping comment in the entire world.

you almost dropped your textbook, "like james cleate, james davies, like-" you started listing names.

"no james potter." she confirmed.

lily looked at you then back at claire, "claire, i mean are you sure? i understand that james can be charming but-" lily said, looking at her.

"no, i've been meaning to tell you guys, i wanted to hold off because of you know you y/n." claire said, looking at you as the rest of the group did.

"why would you hold off because of me?" you laughed.

everyone except for you knew why.

they knew because of you and james's touchy and very intimate friendship. most people couldn't tell if you wanted to fuck each other or date each other or maybe even both.

nobody responded, "come on guys, tell me." you looked over to mary, dorcas, and lily but they just looked down, not wanting to tell you.

marlene took it in her own hands, "because you guys seem like you want to fuck eachother."

you laughed as if it was a joke, "why would i ever want to fuck james? i mean come on, he's one of my bestest friends."

"but he is always kissing your neck and you are always sitting on his lap." dorcas interjected.

"it may seem weird but we have always been like that." you explained, not understanding how it was weird.

"well either way, i was just hoping you would kind of back off." claire confessed.

"what do you mean back off?" you asked, getting a little angry.

"i'm not asking you to stop being his friend or anything but kind of be less physical." she shyly said.

you could tell that she was scared to tell you this which was valid. you were extremely defensive about james and yours friendship and you could be arrogant about the topic.

you sighed, "okay."

the table looked at you in shock, "okay?" claire said, not expecting that answer.

"i mean you are my best friend and if you truly like him, i won't be "touchy" with him." you mocked.

claire excitingly got up, giving you a hug, "i will love you forever y/n l/n!"

you hugged her back, giving a slight smile, "yeah yeah."

she sat back down in her chair as you packed up your stuff, "you ready for potions lils?" you said.

all of your friends were in potions but you and lily usually attended early to be in slughorns favor for his famous club.

"yeah." lily said, getting up as you both waved your goodbyes to the group.

you guys started walking as you started thinking, were you and james that inappropriate?

"lils." you said as she hummed, "do you think james and i's relationship is actually not normal?" it sounded like a whisper.

she frowned, "i don't think you guys mean to be like that, i just think it's how you guys show love towards each other. it can be a little excessive but i know you guys mean no harm." she bumped you a little causing you to smile.

"i will follow through for claire, i would never want to hurt her." you said.

"and that's why you're amazing." lily complimented, holding your hand.

you both approached potions as you sat down in your usual seat next to james.

"isn't it my favorite slut of the year?" james joked, kissing your neck already and gripping your thigh.

you coughed, moving from his hold, looking away from him.

he looked at you confused, "uh y/n?" he said, waving his hand in front of your face.

you looked about him, not wanting to hurt his feelings, "you just haven't brushed your teeth and i don't want the many men i have on my dick to be strayed away from your slobber on my neck." you gave him a sarcastic smile.

he laughed, "yeah well, don't worry, i'm sure they will realize your many std's first." he bantered.

you pushed him as slughorn started class, talking about a new project involving an essay on pepperup potions.

you leaned over to james, “you know you are doing this entirely by yourself.” you grinned brightly.

he scoffed, “if you suck my cock, ill consider.” he said, slapping your thigh.

you could see how that was a bit out of friendship but you knew he was joking, that’s just who he was.

you rolled your eyes as slughorn have the class time to write the essay but you knew that you and james would definitely end up doing it last minute.

“okay i was thinking, the next prank we need to do is making all the seventh year slytherins only taste piss for the entire day.” he suggested.

you gave him a side eye, “james, that is disgusting.” you grimaced in disgust.

“which is why it’s so brilliant.” he boasted.

“brilliantly idiotic.” you mocked.

“you are just mad you will never be as clever, charming, and-“ james said as he was cut off.

“hey y/n!” you looked next to you to see claire standing.

you gave her a confused look, “hey claire.”

“i was wondering if i could sit with james for the rest of the class, we have a project in astrology.” she smiled, looking you in the eyes to note what she was doing.

“oh yeah sure.” you nodded as you took your stuff and got out of your seat.

james grabbed onto your wrist, “uh make sure to wait for me after class.”

“of course.” you smiled slightly, going over to sit next to marlene.

you looked at them to see claire talking to james as they both were giggling over something funny she had said.

“you’re staring.” marlene smirked.

“you’re staring.” you mocked in a stupid voice.

“mocking me does not stop the truth.” she sang.

“there is no truth to that.” you replied, “now can you explain what the potion does?” you asked, grabbing her notebook.

“not like i was reading that.” she rolled her eyes.

you spent the rest of your time annoying marlene before class ended.

you waited outside for james as he finally came out, talking to claire and the marauders.

“y/n!” claire squealed, “we had the most amazing conversation.” she whispered, “i like him even more now.” she excitingly said.

“good, im happy for you.” you tried your best to sound excited but you couldn’t ignore the tang in your stomach.

“oh and there is a party tonight so be ready after dinner.” she said as she left.

you felt a slap on your ass as james appeared behind you, “oh how much i missed you darling.” he kissed your cheek.

you didn’t know how to stop something you had done for multiple years.

“aww you are really that happy to see me?” you joked.

“no, i just missed your tits.” he groped your boobs as you pushed him off quickly, grabbing his head and rubbing his hair with your fist.

“you guys creep me out each day.” sirius said as you both continued play fighting.

you both ignored him, calming down, “so how do you feel about claire?” you asked as you both walked behind sirius and remus.

“she’s a cool partner.” he said blankly.

“okay but what else?” you attempted further.

“i mean she’s funny but not as funny as you sweet cheeks.” he gripped onto your cheek as you pushed him.

“i just realized that i would rather die than have to spend the day with the both of you together.” sirius added.

you ran up to sirius, climbing on his back, “sirius, you totally wanna fuck me.” you yelled, kissing him all over his face as held up your legs.

“wait you’re finally letting me?” he grinned.

“hell no.” you laughed as sirius let go of you and james caught you.

“james, you actually saved me.” you dramatically said.

“does that mean i can fuck you?” he asked.

you rolled your eyes, “you guys are idiots.” remus said.

“you offend my poor heart moony.” sirius said, hanging his arm over remus’s shoulder as they had their own conversation.

“are you going to the party tonight?” james hung his arm around you.

“yeah, i mean everyone else is.” you said, “what about you?”

“i am a party animal y/n, of course.” he happily replied.

you cringed, “anyways, i have to go get ready.” you said, leaving james’s arm.

“the party is in four hours?” sirius replied.

“i know, i am so gonna be late to that party!” you said, running off to your dorm.

you headed back to your dorm, talking with the group and planning our outfits.

as you did this, you couldn’t help but think about what you would do if claire and james dated.

i mean you had never thought about james romantically, maybe sexually but never romantically. but you felt a sting in your heart when you heard claire liked him.

but you knew it would be selfish and wrong to keep doing what you were doing with him while claire liked him.

so you made the promise to her and yourself to back off.

after dinner, almost everyone has went to the gryffindor common room, a silencing spell being the only thing guarding the party as well as the password.

the marauders always through these kinds of parties and made sure that nobody would ever get caught. you had always wondered how they had done it in the first place.

as you entered the room, you spotted james almost immediately. he was screaming on top of a table, being so excited as always.

if he were actually a party animal, he would be a lion, you could always hear his roar.

you could tell he spotted you immediately when you guys made eye contact.

he jumped off the table, inching towards you. you excused yourself from the girls for a second but you could see through your peripheral that claire was following behind you, seeing james too.

“my queen! you have finally returned to the castle.” he yelled, picking you up which made your dress lift a little over your ass as you yelped.

“the party just started and you are already bloody hammered.” you yelled over all the noise.

“that’s how i roll darling.” he winked at you.

you felt claire staring daggers into you as you had to act fast, “james guess what i heard?” you said.

“what have you heard madam?” he asked.

“that someone has more killer dance moves than you.” you said.

“oh yeah?” he scoffed.

“yep and she’s right here.” you said, grabbing claire closer to you.

“never took you as the dancer, brown.” he said, looking at claire.

claire blushed, “i do have a few moves.” she replied sweetly.

“then may i have this dance?” he asked, extending his hand in a prince position.

“of course!” claire beamed, taking his hand as she looked back at you in pure gratefulness.

you sighed, moving towards remus and sirius who were sitting at the couch talking.

you sit down right in between them as they moved over, “how about an excuse me next time?” sirius said, pushing you a little.

“hadn’t even noticed you.” you fakely smiled.

“care to tell me why james is dancing with claire brown?” sirius asked.

“because i set it up, they would be cute.” you replied instantly.

“are you sure you actually feel that way?” remus asked, smirking.

smartass.

you could feel the blush in your cheeks and the butterflies in your stomach, “why would i not?” you asked.

“i think we both know.” sirius added.

“i feel like i am getting tag teamed right now.” you sighed.

“i mean that can happen.” sirius said as both you and remus rolled your eyes and you shoved your hand in his face.

you went to go get a drink when you saw james laughing, dancing with claire. you couldn’t help but wish it was with you.

this party was clearly getting overwhelming so what other did you have other to get hammered?

you began drinking about everything in sight until you were completely buzzed.

you started dancing with a random guy from ravenclaw on the dance floor, feeling every bad thought slip away.

you danced for what felt like hours until all the dancing became dizzy and you began feeling like you needed to puke.

you ended up running outside to the hallways, puking completely in the first corner you see.

you heard people behind you as you looked to see who it was.

it was claire and james.

they were making out.

they could even be bothered to notice you even a little bit.

you felt completely sick to your stomach, not grasping the situation fully. you quickly ran the other way before they could notice you.

imagining it felt dizzy but seeing it felt sickening.

there was only one question though.

did you actually love your best friend?

[babydollmarauders]

MEDIA MANAGEMENT — JACK HUGHES (23-24 SZN PART 12)

au masterlist

notes: short, but i’m tired and have a migraine so i apologize

y/ndevils00

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y/ndevils00 HAPPY 1989 (TAYLOR’S VERSION) DAY!!! I HOPE YOU’RE ALL STREAMING IT AND LOVING THE VAULT TRACKS AS MUCH AS I AM!!!

AND MORE IMPORTANTLY, AN INSANELY HAPPY 22ND BIRTHDAY TO MY VERY BESTEST FRIEND IN THE ENTIRE WORLD, MY PUPPY, MY SWEETHEART, MY BESTIE NUMBER 1, DAWSON! YOU’RE TAYLOR SWIFT AGE NOW!!

oh yeah, and happy Devils game day too, i guess.

lucifer’s favorite children won 5-4 against the water buffalo’s tonight!

we got 2 great goals in the first period from Holtzy (not pictured because he’s being punished for his comments on tuesday) and my sweet swedish fish, Jesper! they served tonight!

and in second period we got the first out of two goals from Haula hoop! his second goal coming in the third period! my favorite uncle also almost got a hatty, but his stick broke :( criminal! it’s okay, he got the hatty in my eyes AND in my heart, and that’s the only hatty that matters! 🫶

and finally, before we got to holla for Haula-back girl’s second, we got a goal from my amazing, one-of-a-kind, brilliantly spectacular, so babygirl, the guy who stayed up until 2am on a game night and spun me around the house while we listened to 1989 (TV), everyone’s favorite, JACKY!!! this goal brought him up to 18 points in 7 games, which is 9 less games than it took him last season! i’m so proud of you, babygirl! you’re a star and you’re shining your light!

p.s. connor clifton, i am under your bed. seriously, i know where you live.

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jackhughes i love you, my beautiful girl ♥️ thank you for your praise and for being my biggest fan

y/ndevils00 oh? i love you too, sweet boy

jackhughes okay, good, now that that’s done, STOP THREATENING PEOPLE

y/ndevils00 YOU TRICKED ME INTO A FALSE SENSE OF SECURITY!

jackhughes i had to! you don’t listen to me!

y/ndevils00 :(

jackhughes yeah, i’m not nico, that doesn’t work on me

y/ndevils00 RATS!

ehaula i would like to get a real hatty

y/ndevils00 no! you get the hatty in my heart and you appreciate it!

ehaula i don’t wanna

y/ndevils00 you’re an ungrateful uncle

ehaula and you’re a bossy niece

y/ndevils00 I AM NOT! @/kristen.haula AUNT KRISTEN, TELL HIM I’M NOT!

kristen.haula she’s not!

ehaula i rest my case

user19 the last jack picture 🥹

y/ndevils00 that was the product of me yelling “SMILE FOR THE PICTURE, BABYGIRL!”

jackhughes i thought the picture would come out better

y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes i can’t help it, your smile makes me shaky

jesperbratt i got a goal and i served!

y/ndevils00 you got a GREAT goal! i wanna carry you around with me everywhere, do you think nicole would allow it?

jesperbratt i’ll ask!

jesperbratt she says split custody, you can only have weekends

y/ndevils00 hmm i’ll agree to those terms

dawson1417 ITS MY DAY OF BIRTH! THANK YOU, BESTIE NUMBER 3!!

y/ndevils00 DID YOU LIKE YOUR CAKE OF YOUR FACE?!

dawson1417 I LOVED IT!! IT LOOKED JUST LIKE ME!

y/ndevils00 I KNEW IT! I KNEW I DID GOOD!

john.marino97 that cake looked nothing like you?

dawson1417 @/john.marino97 shhh be nice!

john.marino97 i mean, that cake looked just like you! y/n should go into art!

john.marino97 okay, say it, i’m mentally prepared, i can take it

y/ndevils00 you did so well! i’m proud of you and your assist!

john.marino97 wait what?

john.marino97 that’s not what i was expecting

y/ndevils00 i’m feeling nice, don’t push it!

john.marino97 if you’ll excuse me, i have a quick call to make

y/ndevils00 to who?

y/ndevils00 MARINARA, WHY AM I GETTING A CALL FROM *HIM*

john.marino97 i may have pre-tattled

nicohischier i’ll be fine, y/n. no need to threaten!

y/ndevils00 THAT WAS A DIRTY HIT?? ALL THE NEED TO THREATEN!

nicohischier i appreciate that you care for me and my wellbeing, but i’ll be okay

y/ndevils00 but he hurt my slut :( you’re being targeted

nicohischier i’m tough, i can take it

y/ndevils00 no, you aren’t! you cried at finding nemo! i need to wrap you in bubble wrap!

nicohischier HE COULDN’T FIND HIS DAD

user84 so what were john and dawson talking about?

y/ndevils00 HOW MUCH FUN WE’RE GONNA HAVE AT OUR ‘BEST FRIEND NUMBER 1 BIRTHDAY SLUMBER PARTY’!

john.marino97 game plays

dawson1417 candy!

user27 the world may never know

lhughes_06 i can’t believe you laid on the floor for the first picture

y/ndevils00 i think i have gum on my dress

y/ndevils00 at least i hope it’s gum

lhughes_06 burn that dress. just burn it.

y/ndevils00 but i love this dress :(

lhughes_06 jack will get you a new one

y/ndevils00 okay!

jackhughes wait what?

[svt-rosalie]

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୭ৎ ࣪ ׅ NAME — aurore dumont

୭ৎ ࣪ ׅ AGE — 49 ❪ march 15, 1974 ❫

୭ৎ ࣪ ׅ STATUS — alive

୭ৎ ࣪ ׅ FAMILIAL TIES — mother & daughter

୭ৎ ࣪ ׅ DESCRIPTION — to say jihye is a mommy’s girl, is an understatement. jihye is her mothers mini me. as a little girl, rosie would take her mothers makeup and dress up in her moms clothes (even though they were a bit too big for her 8 year old frame) and walk down the hall to their living room giving a little runway show, to which her mother would always be her biggest fan and cheer her on.

“oh so gorgeous!” “i have the prettiest daughter in the world!”

as rosalie grew older, her mother became her anchor for teenage years. especially when she became a trainee and was away from her mother for a while (rosalie began living with her grandparents for about a year whilst her parents found a decent house and building for the bakery). there was many late night calls that would lead the poor girl to tears, crying out that she misses her mom. aurore was able to life up her daughter on her dark days and laugh with her daughter on the bright ones and that’s all that rosalie needs.

nothing is more important than the love a mother gives.

୭ৎ ࣪ ׅ NAME — park hyeonju

୭ৎ ࣪ ׅ AGE — 52 ❪ october 18, 1971 ❫

୭ৎ ࣪ ׅ STATUS — alive

୭ৎ ࣪ ׅ FAMILIAL TIES — father & daughter

୭ৎ ࣪ ׅ DESCRIPTION — hyeonju is a father and everything in between, a best friend, a hype man, and a body guard. now valentine is the biggest daddy’s girl but that doesn’t mean rosalie isn’t next in line in wanting all of her appa’s attention. she loves when her dad ask her to join in on activities he knows she doesn’t enjoy, like going to the hardware store or making renovations to the house, but just wants to spend quality time with her one way or another — and he always goes to the nail salon to get their toes done together after wards. you gotta pamper yourself after all that hard work as rosalie says.

hyeonju always attended everyone of rosalie’s daddy daughter school events and made sure she was the most spoiled girl without making her a brat. she’s his first daughter/child so of course he’s going to make sure she knows she is loved both emotionally and physically. anytime the park family is out on a errands or just to spend family time together, rosalie is always holding her fathers hand or his arm (or on the special occasion he’s giving rosalie a piggy back ride).

rosalie couldn’t ask for a better father, he’s the one there to fight off all the monsters hiding in her closet and hold her close when the nightmares hit too close to home.

“it’s okay my rosebud, flowers can’t bloom without a little rain huh? appa’s here, it’s okay.”

୭ৎ ࣪ ׅ NAME — park jiyeong, valentine dumont

୭ৎ ࣪ ׅ AGE — 13 ❪ february 14, 2010 ❫

୭ৎ ࣪ ׅ STATUS — dead ❪ february 12, 2022 ❫

୭ৎ ࣪ ׅ FAMILIAL TIES — little sister & older sister

୭ৎ ࣪ ׅ DESCRIPTION — valentine is rosalie’s entire heart, literally. when valentine was born all bets were off — rosalie was obsessed with her and wouldn’t let her out of her sight. she told all her friends and teachers at school that she has a new little sister and that she’s the best thing ever even though she’s stinky sometimes.

valentine grew up basically shadowing everything rosalie did. rosalie went for extra lessons for english, valentine would too even though she liked her french classes more; rosalie would put a little bit of lip gloss on and valentine would always pucker up her lips for some as well saying she wants to be just as pretty as her big sister! everything they did was for each other and with each other, you’d think they were twins.

when rosalie became a trainee, valentine bragged to everyone saying she was going to have the bestest singing sister in the world, mind you valentine was around 3 at this time so all she knew was the videos rosalie would play of girls generation and shinee, so she thought rosalie was going to be the coolest person in the world. she was right.

as valentine grew up and rosalie began to get busier with being an idol, nothing in their relationship changed. rosalie still called every night to her mom and dad and asked for valentine within 5 minutes.

୭ৎ ࣪ ׅ NAME — sabrina

୭ৎ ࣪ ׅ AGE — 5 years old ❪ 2018 ❫

୭ৎ ࣪ ׅ BREED — ragdoll cat, female

୭ৎ ࣪ ׅ STATUS — alive

୭ৎ ࣪ ׅ DESCRIPTION — sabrina is and always has been jihye’s number one girl. she received sabby as a gift when she was 18 as a birthday gift from her appa after she had been begging for years for a cat. sadly her mama is allergic so her parents had to wait till their oldest was out of the house to allow such a big purchase and why not when she becomes an “adult”!

sabrina only likes rosalie and pixie. anybody that tries to pet her she will hide and slap your hand away (claws not out, she’s not that mean). she’s a sweet girl though, to rosalie, and loves to cuddle and make biscuits. she’ll sleep all night surprisingly and be the most active kitty you’ve ever seen during the day time.

rosalie knows she’ll be heartbroken when sabrina gets older but right now sabrina is still just a little baby who loves to be carried around and played dress up with!

୭ৎ ࣪ ׅ NAME — pixie

୭ৎ ࣪ ׅ AGE — 2 years old ❪ 2021 ❫

୭ৎ ࣪ ׅ BREED — black cocker spaniel, female

୭ৎ ࣪ ׅ STATUS — alive

୭ৎ ࣪ ׅ DESCRIPTION — pixie is just a little baby. she has no thoughts in her head expect her best friend sabrina the ragdoll, her owner rosalie and treats. she’s such a sweetheart but is genuinely just so coocoo.

she doesn’t go crazy like sabrina will but she’s just dumb. . . to put it mildly. pixie will be walking and is only looking up at rosalie instead of straight ahead of her and bump into a wall, she’ll bark at the floor because she thought she saw another being that wasn’t suppose to be there but it was actually just her own shadow coming from the sun shining in the window.

rosalie has a little like baby walker that she puts pixie in for walks and sometimes sabrina as well. when rosie bought that a lot of people thought she was pregnant. . . nope just for her fur babies. pixie is rosalie’s best friend and often goes with her to practices and oversea events when the group is going to be there for a while (sabrina doesn’t do well on planes so she stays with wonwoo’s family).

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[sprout-fics]

Okay so now that I'm watching COD

Who do you think would be most likely to adopt a dog? Who would be the cool dog uncle that rolls up, lavishes dog in attention and goodies, and somehow always slithers out of being actually responsible?

Okay okay so hear me out

The 141 with Dogs

Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick

The only one I can think of who would actually go out and adopt a dog

I'm thinking a Boxer, maybe a Labrador

Loves his dog so much

The kind of dude to post his dog all over social media, makes TikToks of him and his pupper playing fetch, doing tricks, being adorable and goofy together

Gets said dog as a puppy

Posts the obligatory 'Say hi to Rover' with this floopy eared, dewy eyed pup that is almost as cute as he is with his big, pleased, warm smile

This dog is the goofiest, silliest little bean, and very smart too

Gaz has him extremely well trained as a result

Knows commands like 'Play dead' or 'Hide' or 'Go seek'

This dog gets into trouble though

Steal's Price's cigar cutter more than once and hides it under the man's couch

Has the captain looking for the blasted thing for over half an hour, practically tearing apart his office in the process

10/10 Good boy

Captain John Price

Dog uncle through and through

Would never get a dog himself

Or if he did it would be more a guard dog instead of a pet kinda situation

Tries to state he's not into pets in general

Caught in 4K sneaking someone else's dog snacks off the counter

Does not like tiny, yippy dogs, they just make him irritated and annoyed

"If you wanted something small but loud, get a bloody grenade."

Much prefers big dogs

Again, very gruff about it, tries to say he doesn't have time for dogs or animals

Yet if you leave him alone in a room with one you'll come back to find him talking in soft, low tones, smushing that pupper's face while it's tail wags gently

Gaz has a picture of his dog sleeping on Price's lap in Price's office while the captain sleeps. He'll never ever show it to anyone out of respect for Price's little façade, but also because he's a little afraid Price might get his revenge somehow

Johnny 'Soap' Mactavish

Also a dog uncle

But the best dog uncle

Doesn't want the actual responsibility of a dog, but will happily spoil his friend's dogs absolutely rotten

Brings them a new toy every time he visits

Does the 'Who's a good boy? Who's the bestest boy?' routine

Absolutely notorious for encouraging bad habits

Seriously. He becomes a menace with other people's dogs

Always happy to dog sit or run your dog to the groomer/vet if need be

Has a weakness for big dogs as well, but also likes smaller dogs as long a they aren't aggressive

Can do puppy eyes just as well as any loppy eared little pup

Spends way too much money on dog that aren't his

Simon 'Ghost' Riley

Refused any pets until he met his current dog

He's lost too much to open his heart like that, especially for an animal that won't live as long as he will

Things change when he finds himself suddenly taking care of his current dog

He's on base when they bring in a K-9/Bomb sniffer unit injured in action, just happens to be there when they do

They're ready to give up on the poor thing, sadly preparing it for anathesia

"Wait." He says suddenly, looking down at the table where this dog is, and somehow seeing himself.

"I'll take him."

And he does. Tends to said dog, does everything he can to get him back on his feet, to eat again, to walk again

Slowly learning the paces of life, the same way he had to once

They take care of each other

Just as Simon helped this dog learn to live again, this dog helps Simon in return

Licks his face when he tosses from nightmares, turns on the light switch, rests his head in Simon's lap and stares up at him like he's the only thing that exists in the whole world

It's a quiet, protective dog, one that is wholly and entirely dedicated to Simon, and for him Simon would do anything, would kill someone if he needed to

John Wick style

Slowly, Simon's heart starts opening up again, and once, when the mask is off in front of the 141, with him holding his dog's head in his hands, they see his eyes soft, melt into something that looks shockingly like tenderness

[fushiguroll]

“YOU’RE NOT MY BEST FRIEND!”

⇢  dad!bokuto kotaro, oikawa toru, ushijima wakatoshi, kuroo tetsuro, daichi sawamura x f!reader

synopsis: the one in which his daughter tells him he’s not her best friend, and that honor now belongs to you 

ʚɞ BOKUTO Kotaro | is sitting on the floor braiding his daughter’s hair when a brilliant idea suddenly popped into his head. “hey hey hey, princess!” “hey hey hey, daddy!” she echoed back, small fists raised in the air, mirroring his movements. “tell me, baby. who is your best friend? mommy or daddy?” Bokuto smiled proudly, about to accept the honor of being her best friend when her response just about shattered his heart. “mommy! mommy is my best friend in this whole wide world!” Bokuto looked at her in shock before holding up a mirror to her. “what? are you sure? you see this beautiful braid daddy just did for you? You look just like rapunzel from tangled! that’s what you wanted right?” Your daughter nods happily. “and you know who Rapunzel’s best friend is?” “the lizard?” “no honey, it’s her daddy, the king!” he lied straight to her face, desperate to be her best friend. “oh okay.” “so who’s your best friend now?” “mommy!” He sulked the entire day, until he spots you asking her the same question. “who’s your best friend, honey? It’s mommy, right?” “nope, it’s daddy!” Bokuto giggled, unable to hide his smile as he scoops her up in his arms, “yes that’s right, princess. you’re my best friend too!”

ʚɞ OIKAWA Toru | was scrolling through his phone when he saw one of his fans’ comment on his picture with his daughter, “it’s so sweet when you’re best friends with your child.” he smiled at the comment and decided to show it to his daughter. “hey sweetie, look! one of daddy’s fans said you and I are very cute as best friends.” His daughter looked up at him with a completely deadpanned face. “but you’re not my best friend. mommy is!” oikawa felt his breath hitch in his throat at her proclamation. “that's not true! I’m your best friend, not mommy!” “no it’s mommy! I love mommy the most!” you come home to oikawa’s attempt to persuade his daughter, nearly begging her to change her mind. your daughter was very entertained by her father’s antics, which only prompted her to egg him on even more with her little “no it’s mommy! mommy is my bestest friend in the whole wide world!” your husband looked up at you, “Y/N! do something about this! you’re stealing my daughter away from me.” You laughed and hugged your adorable daughter to your chest, “you mean MY daughter? who’s best friend is ME?” that night Oikawa definitely uploaded a picture of himself looking wistfully at you and your daughter building legos on the floor with the caption, “heart broken so many times. #betrayedbydaughter.”

ʚɞ USHJIMA Wakatoshi | after coming back home, he carefully set down his daughter, who immediately ran into your arms. “Hi mommy! I missed you!” she said sweetly, wrapping her tiny arms around your neck as you picked her up. “I miss you too, my sweet girl. What’s it like for daddy to pick you up from school today?” “its okay...” she trailed off, “but I like it when you pick me up because you’re my bwestest friend, mommy.” ushijima stiffened at her words and looked over at the two of you giggling. he doesn't say anything but that night, he asked to tuck in his daughter instead. “I'll tuck her in tonight, you go to sleep first.” “alrighty, thanks baby.” he smiled like the considerate husband that he is, except he had ulterior motives. stepping into his daughter’s room, he made sure she’s comfortable before leaning down, placing a small kiss on her forehead. “d/n, do you like ice cream?” Her tired eyes suddenly shone with energy. “I love ice cream.” “would you like ice cream now?” She looked up at him excitedly, “really daddy? I can have ice cream now?” Ushijima looked over his shoulder, making sure you're not secretly listening in on their conversation, “yeah, but daddy only gets ice cream for his best friend.” “am I your best friend?” “I don’t know, are you?” for ice cream, your daughter will do anything. “yes I am! and you’re my best friend too!” with that, he picked her up from bed and head towards the kitchen. “okay best friend, what flavor would you like?”

ʚɞ KUROO Tetsuro | opened his arms wide as his daughter came running out after a long day at her kindergarten. In one swift motion, he caught her and planted a kiss on her chubby cheeks. “hello princess kuroo, how was school today?” She tightened her grip around his neck, turning to him to plant a kiss on his cheeks also. this was a little routine the two of them have established. “it was fun, daddy! we talked about our best friends.” kuroo stood up a little straighter, pleased with today’s class topic. “well, did you tell them good things about me? tell them how cool and fun your daddy is?” “nope!” she exclaimed, “I told them all about mommy.” “mommy? why?” she looked at him curiously, “because mommy’s my best friend.” he stopped dead in his tracks and pretended to look at his daughter in horror, making her giggle. “mommy?! mommy is your best friend? and not me?” His daughter shook her head and ignored him, “go daddy! we have to keep walking to the park!” Kuroo refused to budge, “no. I’m not going anywhere until you say I'm your best friend.” “you’re my best friend, daddy!” He looked at her surprised, “wow! that was easy. well, don’t forget it okay?” “okay, can you push me on the swing later?” “you got it, princess.” little did Kuroo know, the only reason you became your daughter’s best friend was because you secretly got her the barbie doll she wanted yesterday.

ʚɞ DAICHI Sawamura | “hey daddy, who’s your best friend?” his daughter asked, looking at him with curious eyes. he smiled down at her, “mommy is my best friend.” His daughter raised her hand for a high-five. “what’s this for?” “mommy is also my best friend.” Daichi snatched back his hands so fast. “what?! I thought I was your best friend.” “yes you are daddy.” “then how come mommy is your best friend too?” “you’re my third best friend, mommy is first best friend.” daichi looked at her curiously, “who’s your second then?” “uncle suga!” daichi looked so betrayed that his daughter quickly changed her answer, “I mean, you’re my second best friend, daddy!” Daichi sighed, “its okay honey, you don’t need to pity me. I’m happy to be your third best friend.” The little girl smiled before kissing him on the cheek and running away screaming about missing uncle Suga. Daichi made a mental note to do everything in his power to kick Suga off the best friend list. He’s okay with you being best friend number one. but there is no way suga can be best friend number 2.

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[valeriele3]

I just love crossovers between games I like so..

You just got sucked into a portal that leads to another world but would you look at that? You dragged your dearest friend with you!

Genshin Sagau x Reader ft. Leona Kingscholar

Warnings: Bad grammar, ooc, cringe

Under a familiar big tree lies two idiots

"Look at what you just did you stupid Herbivore”

“Wha— I don’t mind you calling me a herbivore but, what do you mean ‘stupid’?!”

“FYI I am not stupid mr. Kingscholar”

“Mhm..Sure..Yawn”

“I’m serious! My grades are above average okay? Aboveeeee average!”

“Whatever..Wake me up when you find the way back..”

☆彡

“Hey..Hey Leona..Leona~”

“…”

“Leona~ Wake up..! Psst..Psst! Leona!”

“…”

“Leona..! I know you can hear me and are awake..!”

“Get up right now. Or I’ll keep bothering you nonstop..!”

After a while Leona begrudgingly rose up from his slumber after having had enough of your constant annoyance(That’s a lie. He loves your voice) and the not so quiet whispers in the room

“Did you finally find the way back..?” He yawns like the lazy cat man he is

“Uh..No? Just..Take a look around the room right now..”

“Hm?”

“…”

“Good night..”

“WAIT! DON’T GO BACK TO SLEEP! LEONA!!” You cry out(More like screech)

“A-Ahem..Your Grace..I don’t mean to be rude but if I may ask..Who is that lovely man beside you?”

“My husband— I mean friend..Best friend..My bestest friend bestie Leona”

“Hah? What do you mean “best friend”? I think I prefer the first one Herbivore” Leona smirks YOU BETTER WIPE THAT SMIRK OFF YOUR FACE SIR OR I WILL STRANGLE YOU

“H-Husband?!!”

The crowd starts to whisper amongst themselves

One sweet archon is happy for you while a certain group and 3 archons are planning the death of our beloved lion..Honestly, everyone’s planning his death at the moment

“HEKWNAJ NO! No no no..! Leona isn’t my husband! We’re just schoolmates!” Said by a frantic you that’s trying to calm everyone in the throne room

“Wow..How cruel of you Herbivore..After everything we’ve been through together”

“After all the nights spent together, the dates, and the sneaking out..Whatever happened to “us vs the entire world”?” Leona feint hurt

“GASP so that guy really is Their Grace’s husband?!” - uninvited guests

“NO! Do you all not believe me? Your dearest creator? Do you all think I’m a liar?”

“Of course not Your Grace!”

“Please forgive us!”

“We didn’t mean to offend you almighty creator!”

‘Ehheheheheheheh yesss crawl beneath me my underlings HAHAHAHAHAH then..I shall conquer this world..! And the other worlds to come!’

‘That Herbivore is thinking about something sinister again..Whatever it is doesn’t concern me though so whatever..’

Leona goes back to sleep <3

☆彡

That very same day lots of mortals and immortals tried to kill Leona but he just turned most of them to sand (He didn’t turn any of the playable characters into sand because of you telling him not to)

The people who managed to survive their encounter with Leona a.k.a playable characters (except the children) received a stern scolding that lasted for hours from you. Oh and they’re banned from your palace for a while as punishment

Sorry this is so bad..I had a plan and all but I got lazy and everything so take this trash..I’m so tired for whatever reason despite not doing anything the whole day

[c2-eh]

Oh my god I'm so so sorry eva. It completely slipped my mind. I was going to follow up with what I wanted. I was trying to be dramatic. Girl (gn) I'm terribly sorry. But I was going to ask you to please give me your entire versainz thesis cause oh my god "after the battles comes the reward" was such an amazing fic. I was just going to ask you not to gatekeep your versainz brain and give me all the thoughts you had about them. I'm reading to read essays. The fic was amazing. The personalities were so contrasting to each other and at the end when Charles and max see each inherent and that whole moment was so guckin spectacular. I loved the whole thing. That's all I wanted to ask. Once again really sorry for leaving you hanging like that.

<3<3

i'm so so sorry anon for leaving you hanging like that, but i was not in the right place to answer and i wanted to answer this properly!! also don't apologize so much it's fineee!! :)) i should be the one apologizing because of how long this took 😭

okay so first of all thank you so much, i'm so happy you liked the fic!! <3 i have to put it under "keep reading" because i went kinda insane with it hehe

so my versainz thesis is partly reflected in the fic. i don't think it is appreciated enough how great their relationship is after all these years – even after all the "alleged" bullshit and toxic atmosphere that was going on in toro rosso (the toxic versainz was jos and sr, no one is changing my mind). they were each others' first teammates, they kinda eased into the whole f1 world together – young and eager and trying so so hard to beat each other because that is what you do, no? they tried to prove themselves (especially in the team that would get them to RBR) and still managed to be friends, to respect each other and that stayed with them till today. they both are sons of famous fathers so the expectations and pressure was even worse (from public? NO, from their own fathers) so that is another thing to bond on. why? one understood what the other was going through and he got why the mood was swinging here and there every day, and why the mood depend on if "he" was at the race.

another thing is that i am sure carlos was max' gay awakening (max wasn't carlos' because carlos was dense and way too convinced his dad is the god (iykwim)). they might not have been bestest of friends (they still kept their distance because they did not know having friends in this sport is ok), but you can see by every single of their interactions how much they respect each other. they have very contrasting personalities as well, which is so very compelling to me. as i portrayed it in my fic, max is all "no bullshit guy" when it comes to racing and he is not afraid to be blunt and tell how things are. all while carlos is calmer and more well spoken. if we combine them, it is perfect balance. i see max as the one that is overprotective - when he talked about how carlos felt in vegas 2023? that moment is integrated into my brain forever. on the other hand, carlos is the one that is calm, stands for what's right and protects his loved ones, but does it with more grace and peace. they just fit so well, because they are the definiton of thunder (but not really) vs calm (but also not really) (but for that we would need another convo lmao).

i just think these two are the definition of "right person at the very wrong time" because they understood each other (and still do), but the time was not right – too young, too soon, so much responsibility, distraction and so on... there are SO many things that speak so loudly about these two. like, they are not even "getting back together" trope, but "finding someone you loved again and it is finally a right time". also max is soft – soft and giggly but not many know it, but carlos does. and carlos loves it, which makes max even more soft.

the fact they started together and saw each other win – carlos even was right there (literally next to max, might i add) when max won his first wdc. the hug is so personal to me to this day. they just love each other, thank uuu

i would pay good money to have these two as teammates again to see the relationship and the dynamic and how it shifted now they are older and more experienced <3

so sorry it is so long actually haha, love u anon ! sequel to that versainz fic will come in the summer!

[sexsellz]

Hi! I really liked your TommyInnit x reader's. So I was wondering if you could possibly do one where the reader likes Tommy and while their streaming they get a Dono or something asking them how they feel about Tommy going on a date with a girl from college and they just kinda slowly break down on stream? Fluff at the end but lots of angst as well? If not, I completely understand <3

⤻ 𝐡𝒆𝒂𝐭𝐡𝒆𝐫 ¹, tommyinnit。 ᥫ᭡ ‧₊˚

🌬- 𓄹 S͢UMMARY: 𝒙𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

PART TWO. When Tommy invites, you, his dearest friend to be the newest guest on his Twitch channel, things are ruined by a confusing donation.

💍- 𓄹 W͢ORDCOUNT:

1076

❄️- 𓄹 P͢AIRING(S):

tommy x reader

Tommy had been ecstatic, finally having the pleasure of introducing you to his chat, as well as letting you get well acquainted with his closest friends. You both were on holiday for Christmas break, giving the two of you ample time to both get in good content for Tommy’s YouTube channel as well as getting you used to being on camera. Tommy knew you were a little shy to being paraded around being filmed, but as his best friend you were determined to become enveloped in his passion.

So, that lead to Tommy teaching you everything there is to know about being the high quality streamer he is, making sure you were comfortable before making your greatly awaited appearance. And on a snowy December evening, you sat eager by Tommy’s side, as he booted up his PC, making final adjustments to his OBS profile. Of course, you were nervous to be introducing yourself to a viewing range nearing 100k, but with the boy’s words of comfort, you knew you’d be okay.

“Are you a hundred percent sure you’re ready, because if not..” His voice trailed off. You offered your convincing response, taking his hand in yours. “I’m sure.” And to your surprise, his hand stayed in yours; rubbing your palm with his forefinger and thumb, ensuring your stability. And in 3 .. 2 .. 1! HIs stream had commenced. With the title:

The able sisters played in the background while viewers pooled in by the thousands, excited to see what antics Tommy would be up to on said oc casion. After a minute or two of reading chat, he unmuted. “What is UP chat! I’ve got some big news, as well as a very special guest!” With the fore mention of said guest, his chat filled with guesses of who said person will be. Was it Tubbo, or Willbur? Maybe even Quackity or George! Needless to say, everyone was hyped.

Tommy was just as excited, even more so because while his chat was expecting a returning guest - he had someone brand new to show off. And show off, he did. From the second he turned on his camera to reveal you, he was jumping around, yelling and playing around with you. “Chat! Thisssss is my bestest friend in the whole entire world, Y/n!”

And needless to say they were more than happy to welcome you to their shared community with open and loving arms. Things in the likeness filled the replies in his chat.

“OHMYGOD I’m making a stan acc this is so wholesome fhjebfr!”

One user replied, with another coming in asking:

“Tommy why are they sm cooler than you are this is they’re acc now.”

While you had barely said anything to Tommy or his chat, your bubbly personality had come through ten fold while joking about. And while you continued playing into Tommy’s arrogant online persona, some donations came in asking if the two of you were more than friends, which of course made you question the integrity of the donators, but ultimately didn’t bother you. You knew your crush on Tommy hadn’t full developed enough to cause you to be jealous, but what did bother you was one specific donation that spoke of a girl from his school.

Gnftwt gifted 10 subs! “Tommy, how does Y/n feel about the date you went on with Heather? :D have a good stream big man”

Your facial expression immediately changed, as well as Tommy’s initial behavior. He sat back down in the chair to read the set of text again, before replying: “Heather, the one from college? Well…” His face blushed, indicating he had remembered the encounter, and from the look on his face you could tell it was an event he was certainly fond of. A pit of despair sunk in your chest, as you felt your cheeks flush from embarrassment. You playfully nudged his arm, trying to quell the lump that’d formed in your throat.

“Ay, you never told me you had a crush, Tommo.” Your eyes burnt like fire as a salty liquid welled in your tear ducts. You avoided his eye contact, instead opting for reading more comments that appeared on his monitor.

“Heather is SO pretty’ “How did you ever manage to bag someone like that???”

A girl, huh. Someone chat seemed to find favor over you, all of a sudden. Tommy almost immediately caught sight of the tears pooling down your face, as you desperately batted them away from your eyelashes. Tears trickled down your nose, to your trembling lips, and he ultimately didn’t know what to do. So, he improvised.

“Hey hey, what’s the matter? Why are you crying?” He placed the palm of his hand on your knee. You wiped your eyes on the sleeve of your lavender sweater, standing up from your seated position. “N-nothing, I’m fine. Just a little overwhelmed.” No matter what sultry words had came from his mouth seemed to help at this point, as your crying had turned into hyperventilating. You played it off as a sudden unexpected panic attack.

Tommy quickly turned off his camera and muted his mic, opting to fill his stream view with a title that read “BRB”. Seeing the state of you, as you stumbled across the room trying to find your phone, as well as your shoes. “Y/n what’s the matter with you? C’mon now you’re scaring me.” You continued your search for your things. “Nothing nothing, I just need to go home, like now.” Out his bedroom door you went.

He followed you out the door and down the stairs, standing in front of his front door before you’d gotten the chance to leave. His next few words were stern. “You can’t leave! It’s snowing outside, you won’t make the walk home.” You took a step towards the door but his demeanor didn’t change. “Look, I’m sorry if the stream was too much. I should’ve known it was too much for you right now, I’m sorry. So just come back upstairs and we can talk about whatever is bothering you.”

He held out his hand, and stepped away from the door, hoping you’d calm down and accept his offer. However, you didn’t. With a final confusing farewell, you stated. “No, why don’t you invite Heather over, I’m sure everyone would love to see her more than me. Especially you.” And with that, you were out the door into the snow, leaving Tommy on his doorstep.

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒏!

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[bibuckbuckley]

Seven Sentence Sunday

Tagged by my beloveds @wildlife4life @wh0re-behavi0r and @hoodie-buck tysm babes!! 🩵🩵🩵🩵

Here's a little bit of a buddie childhood friends to lovers au that I started months ago but I wanna go back on it

Evan doesn't really have friends his age.  But that's okay because he has Maddie, the best sister in the entire world and his bestest best friend.  He also has books. And not the ones he has to read in school – he has a hard time focusing on those – but the ones he picks out from the library whenever Maddie takes him. Plus there's his favorite CD's he loves to listen to drown out the loud silence whenever Maddie's working. He also likes to skateboard.  He's got plenty to do. He doesn't need friends.  But the thing is, he wants them. He tried to befriend his old classmates but they always give him these looks like he's not wanted, the same ones his parents give him during those times he doesn't get himself hurt. And when he tries to get hurt in front of them like he does with his parents, they just make fun of him.  He just wants a friend. And that's why he's determined to make friends at his new school.

It feels like everybody's done this and I don't remember all who writes but I'm gonna tag: @lover-of-mine @elvensorceress @honestlydarkprincess @kxsslikerealpeopledo @barbiediaz anyone else who wants to do this!

[imagionationstation]

2012 Ep Skimming:

Presenting: The Frankenstein Experiment

I love how his brothers are focused on saving the world from the monsters (as they should be, absolutely no shaming here) and Donnie’s solely focused on the brother that’s on the wrong side of the fight. This kid just spends the entire episode trying to fix him and worrying about him, and it’s so GOSH DARN HEARTWARMING- WHY DO YOU DO THIS TO ME DEE 🥺❤️💜

Mikey: “Aw, man! Frankenstein? We gotta take on Frankenstein too?”

Donnie: “Not just that. We gotta save Raph and turn him back to normal!”

Leo: “Come on, we got to get to Frankenstein’s castle while it’s still light out.”

Donnie: “What about Raph?”

Leo: “I don’t know, man. Unless you or Renet come up with any bright ideas, Raphael may be lost forever.”

FIRST OFF: MR. NARDO, YOU DID NOT JUST GIVE UP ON YOUR BRO LIKE THAT! THE HAY, MAN

SECONDLY: DID YOU REALLY JUST STICK THAT ON HIS SHOULDERS?! WE GONNA LOSE OUR BROTHER FOREVER UNLES YOU DO SOMETHING?!

Leo. This is why me and you have issues man. (OP says like they’ve ever actually interacted with him more than him being on a screen-)

Dr. Frankenstein: “Donatello. You are the best assistant I’ve ever had. I’m quite impressed with your knowledge.”

Donnie: “Thanks, Doc. I want to ask you about your synthetic blood, too. See, I’ve got this friend and it might help him…”

DONNIE’S FOCUSED ON THE MISSION AND HIS BRO. LOOKIT THAT FACE- HE ONLY WANTS TO HELP HIS BRO SO BAD

Donnie: “I can help you! With the Doc’s synthetic blood!”

JSJSTSJSJ- HE’S MORE SAD THAN SCARED! BIG BRO ATTACKING HIM, BUT HIS ONLY THOUGHT BE TO HELP! HE JUST WANTS TO MAKE IT BETTER-

Raph: “I NEVER SAID I WANTED HELP!”

The look on his face- they’re both going to be reliving this in their dreams for weeks. Raph watching the terror overcome his little bro’s face and Donnie feeling all of it. WHY DOES EVERYTHING HAVE TO BE DIFFICULT?!

Donnie: “I’m sorry, Raphael.”

He knows that if he doesn’t do something fast, his big bro is probably gonna bite him and ruin any chances of him fixing this in the future. Genius gotta do what a genius gotta do. 🥺

Yk, the first time I saw this scene, I was mortified that Donnie seemingly sent his brother to his death, because when Raph was charging him, he purposefully ran to this. Which means he planned to drop him.

Then I remembered that vampires can’t die without specific circumstances. Donnie knew that, and therefore knew the fall wouldn’t kill him. Hurt and knock him out? Sure. But not kill.

And when he holds up his staff in preparation to cut the chains, there’s a moment of hesitation and brief struggle as he summons the strength to even do it.

LOOKIT. This does not look like the face of someone who is satisfied with his actions. He’s seriously gonna be haunted by this for a long time 😞

ERGO, CRISIS AVERTED! HE’S STILL GOOD BOI AND BESTEST OF GREEN BEANS! 💜💜💜

Renet: “Is everyone alright?”

Leo: “We’re okay. I think.”

Donnie: “Yeah. Except the lab got trashed. All of the Doc’s synthetic blood is ruined!”

Donnie: “I thought we could use it to save Raph…”

THE WAY HIS VOICE CRACKS

HE HURTS

HE’S JUST TRYING SO HARD TO BRING HIS BIG BRO BACK TO RIGHT MIND AND HIS FAM

Yk, because Leo basically said “We don’t have a brother anymore unless you fix this.”

What? Me? Bitter? Noooooooo 😒

“We’ll think of something else, Dee. At least he’s back with us.”

Good ol’, Mikey. Got his brother’s back. Makin’ him smile. Lil’ bro doing what he does best 🧡💜

There’s so much I like about these Halloween eps. Like vampatello. We needed more vampire Donatello. He needed more lines. Actions. SOMETHING. HE GOT LIKE NO SCREEN TIME, WHY-

🤣 I’m fine. Definitely fine.

Maybe I’ll do a vampatello rant next~

For clarification on my thoughts about the Leo-giving-up topic, please see here. I promise there will never be any turtle bashing on this blog.

[vole-mon-amour]

3x08, part 3.

THIS.

Rebecca's facial expression change as she reads that nonsense. These two holding hands. This is MY silver lining in this. I miss Rebecca and Keeley spending more time together.

I love them your honor.

This is so awkward. :') I can't help but to wish Roy x Jamie x Keeley all together.

Not gonna lie, this was one of my first questions bc I'm curious, but I didn't think Roy would go there. Couldn't imagine that happening, even, bc I probably think better of him? At the same point, I can see him being jealous like that & can't imagine Jamie, of all people, asking that question now 'cause he definitely knows better. Would be ironic if he actually goes there, too, and Keeley answers. It's weird, and awkward, and I'm glad we get to see their personalities through this.

Keeley's soft, "That's okay" with an "Unbelievable" undertone is known to so many women, I think. This is so important.

What? You fucked up? :')

I keep wondering, what model and year is this car? It's such a huge change from Jamie's Aston Martin.

Keeley is THE best girl. The bestest.

"It's all shit, Ted." ROY X JAMIE X KEELEY WHEEEENNNNNN

They're really cute, and I'm still very much on the fence, but I wish they could stay together. :( Jack doesn't seem EVIL evil, you know? maybe she just needs to learn, idk.

THEY'RE SO CUTE. Ugh, Ted is the ultimate dad tbh. I'm 28 & even I kinda envy having a dad like this. If only he could pull himself together. :( At the same time he's poking that topic with Henry very gently, so I don't think there's any hard with that. Idk. Those things are complicated.

You know who's excited to be around you and looks at you like you're their entire world, Ted? That's Trent. He's right there, within the reach of your hand.

You definitely should have had. There is sooo much learning for Jack to do. You know who mostly learned their lesson? Jamie. :) My feelings are all over the place.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Beard smooching Ted WHEN???

Of course he does, what did you expect? :DDD His fav player is Jamie fucking Tartt. Also, Beard smiling like THAT.

I honestly love the idea of Beard and Ted living together, but at the same time the idea of Beard getting up early in the morning to stop by at Ted's and cook breakfast for him and Henry? Are you kidding me? Fucking goals. I want what they have.

RESPECT!!!!!! Beard is the real one.

Henry is his dad's son. Can he just move in with Ted, please? I wouldn't mind that kid growing up around the team, Jamie constantly interacting with him. Beard taking Ted and Henry out for fun activities. That kid would grow up an AWESOME person.

I'm sorry, friend? I thought you were open about this? Gosh, there is so much wrong with their relationship. Do they communicate at ALL? It's like i'm on a swing: on the ship, off the ship. Can you two finally establish what's going on between you? Are you showing off your girlfriend or what? Like, listen, queer people shouldn't come out every time, especially if they're not comfortable with people around them. At the same time, I'm confused. She didn't even address this interaction after while Keeley obviously felt awkward and insecure about this. That's not good.

This is what Nate should have sent. I'm so fucking done with Rupert, when will Nate leave him and go back to Ted?

[ellewritesandrants]

Okay but what about modern best friends with benefits! Steve and Female! Billy who get married to get his inheritance and they get divorced when he wants to be with Nancy after she and Jonathan break up? What if his reason is he wants a family when Billie has made it clear she didn’t but her mind’s been changing on that and she finds out she’s pregnant after the divorce finalized and once she’s in California?

This is a much more dramatic version of an AU I posted before but can you imagine the absolute joy Billie would feel when Steve would ask her to marry him even if was just so he could get his money? She would be so prepared to win his heart since she’d have the rest of their lives and they manage to achieve peak domesticity pretty quickly, going on weekly dates and supporting each other. Only, in Steve’s eyes, it’s because they’re the bestest friends in the entire world, not because he loves her the way he loved Nancy.

Imagine the absolute devastation Billie would feel when Steve would ask for a divorce after pulling away from the last six months, after Billie ignored that Robin had told her about Nancy being back in town and reuniting with Steve a lot. Imagine her heartbreak when Steve tells her it’s time to end their friends with benefits agreement and get a divorce because they want different things and he wants a family. Imagine Billie holding herself back from telling Steve that she’d just been about to ask for that conversation because she might actually want to have a family too. Imagine Billie valiantly holding back the tears and the unspoken I love yous that she was never brave enough to speak. Imagine her just painfully agreeing to everything because she loves Steve and wants him to be happy and if that’s with Nancy, who is she to stand in his way?

Since Steve has good lawyers and Billie’s not going to fight, the divorce proceedings are finished in a month and Billie leaves Hawkins to return to California for a fresh start where she finds out she’s pregnant. She doesn’t have many friends there but she finds her childhood best friend Argyle who welcomes her back into his life and into his family. He’s the first person to know outside of Max about the pregnancy and he’s excited to meet his little sobrina or sobrino and so are the rest of his relatives who welcome her back like she never left.

She’s exceedingly thankful for their support and she manages to get through the first few months pretty easily with their help. Of course, life has to throw a curveball in for of Argyle’s other best friend and the man who’d inadvertently ruined her marriage, Jonathan Byers coming back from a photography internship in New York. She’d been standoffish for all of two seconds until his eyes softened at her and he pulled her into a hug and told her that he was here for her.

Billie hadn’t been able to keep the tears away from all of her hormones and she’d ended up blubbering through the entire story of how she had gotten there, pregnant and alone on the other side of the country from the husband that she’d loved all so that he could pursue his first love. Jonathan had been a champ, not even bothering to interject when she’d gone on a whole tirade about how Nancy was a bitch who didn’t deserve Steve.

That moment had cement their odd friendship and Jonathan went out of his way to help her, even more so than Argyle and his family already did. He would offer to accompany her to birthing classes, to medical appointments or even just to go shopping for clothes or baby stuff, all on his own dime. She’d asked him early on why he wanted so badly to help her and his only answer was that he’d seen what his mom had gone through as a single mother and he didn’t want Billie to deal with something like that when he could help.

He even convinces her to do a whole maternity photoshoot and he uses the pictures for the suprise baby shower that he and Argyle throw her. Jonathan is there every step of the way, even going so far as to welcome Billie into his home when she was getting closer and closer to the due date because getting to her and Argyle’s shared 5th floor apartment was too difficult without an elevator. Jonathan was even there during the birth and he and Argyle had been the first people to hold baby Victoria, Tory or Vicki for short.

Argyle had already claimed godfather and Jonathan was fine with that. Almost a year had passed of both Billie and Victoria living with him when something absolutely unexpected happened. Billie had always been Mama so it was a complete and utter surprise to hear Tory utter Dada while pointing to Jonathan. Billie had been dumbfounded, almost trying to get Tory to take it back but Jonathan had only swept baby Tory high into the air, playing with her calling himself her dada and cooing about what a smart little girl she already was.

That night, a discussion was had between two adults about how their relationship would work given that Billie was living with Jonathan and how integrated they had become to each other’s lives. Joyce had been like another mother to Billie ever since she had found out that Billie was pregnant and Will was eagerly trying to claim favorite uncle for Tory every time he visited since Max and El fought over best aunt. Argyle was their collective best friend and a breakup could ruin their entire dynamic completely.

So, they took it slow but sealed their agreement with a kiss. Jonathan would join them on play dates at the park, shoot entire albums worth of pictures of both Billie and Tory and they just kept going until Billie and Jonathan found their own slice of domesticity. After a few years, Jonathan had proposed and they had gotten married with Tory as the flower girl while Billie had held a surprise for the entire wedding party, even her husband.

Steve had been at the very back of the venue, watching as the woman he’d lost tell the world that she was once again pregnant but this time with her husband’s baby. Jonathan had already adopted Tory earlier that day before the ceremony, finalizing it in a cute mini ceremony for daddy and daughter that made Steve’s heartstrings burn with envy. One look into those eyes already told him whose she was but he never realized what he’d lost until he tried to come crawling back to Billie only to find her perfectly happy with the life that she had created without him. It burned like hellfire but that was the price of his folly.

Billie and Jonathan left for their honeymoon, unknowing of the heart they’d just broke but eagerly awaiting the newest addition to their family and utterly happy to spend the rest of their lives together. Tory was with her grandparents so Billie could finally celebrate her pregnancy with Jonathan. They’d long since had the discussion about kids, both agreeing they wanted more down the line but deciding to leave it up to fate and fate delivered. Jonathan couldn’t have been happier to have lost Nancy Wheeler to Steve Harrington again because he’d found the love of his life in Steve Harrington’s ex-wife.

[smartass-hoot]

MY AWESOME GIRLBOSS POGSLAY BROEST OF BROS, THE DAFFODUDE TO MY BROSES, THE BROMEO TO MY BRUHLIET!! i wanna know: jasmine tea, caramel macchiato, earl grey, and sparkling water :3

EYYYY IT'S MY BROULMATE, THE NOYA TO MY TANAKA 😤 mwah i love you bro you the bestest 🩷🩵 (link to the OG ask)

jasmine tea: If you could go anywhere in the world, where would it be and why?

oh man, i've always wanted to go to italy bc i love their food so damn much askjdnsdkfjk. i enjoy architecture and views and all too but my primary focus whenever i travel is trying to experience the culture of the place AND WHAT BETTER WAY TO DO IT THAN FOOD?? i've been obsessed with pasta from when i was a smol bean so i'd love to go there and taste all sorts of pasta and have fun with the locals (i think we'd get along 'cause our cultures are pretty similar).

caramel machhiato: You’re travelling the entire world but you can only take one person with you. Who do you take?

this is so hard 😭 i'd normally say family but since this is only one person, i'll have to choose a friend (my fam won't enjoy shit unless we're all together lmao). honestly i'd probably take my irl friend Art 'cause she's also a foodie like me and she enjoys taking long scenic walks to properly appreciate the places we're visiting. she also enjoys the same kinds of adventures that i do, and since our vibes match so much whenever we go out, i feel like we'd have the time of our lives even if it was just the both of us travelling the world askjdnskfjnkj

earl grey: The inevitable Zombie Apocalypse is upon us! What’s your plan of action?

holy shit okay,,, so i actually have a whole procedure planned out for this + scoping out locations and route maps irl and learning how to hotwire a bus (ofc i only think about this a normal amount what are you talking about haha).

there's this huuuge supermarket that's located in the middle of nowhere so fewer zombies, so that would be the first place i hit to grab all the non-expiring canned food + high calorie stuff and a gas stove. and then since there's a bus parking space nearby i'd go there to steal one. buses are obviously the most safe option where i live because you can keep all your friends with you + luggage space + less damage when ramming into something. and then i'd go to this one statue place that's in the middle of a hugeass lake, and swim my way there since i'm assuming zombies won't be able to cover that big of a distance nor hear us from so afar. yada yada you get the gist of things lmao ksdjfnksjdf

anyways, i'd probably try to outlast the zombies without direct interaction, but if i run outta supplies or it seems like i'm going to get bitten or if it just gets too much, i'd probably try to take out as many zombies as possible with me lmao.

sparkling water: Describe what qualities you look for in a person

ooooh!!! i think i'm pretty flexible with the kind of people i like spending time with but some things i'd definitely prefer is someone who has a sense of humour (i laugh at everything and i love cracking jokes so this person should ideally enjoy the same haha), someone who is passionate and driven (it could be about anything in the world literally, i just love being able to support people's interests), someone who is kind (and i don't mean a goody two shoes, just someone with basic empathy and compassion), and someone who shares at least a couple of interests with me (could be animanga, reading, music, adventure, etc because i really love doing things together with people and just gushing for hours nonstop about some random thing).

anyways thanks for the ask bro, loved answering these 😤

[exoticalmonde]

So me and my bestest friend @notanegrill began playing a game about making stories. It's called Storybook, and as the title suggests we're coming together to create the most legendary story of them all.

V: *Opens first page*

Me, normal voice: "At the end of this book lies a crown-"

V: "NO! STORYTELLER VOICE!"

Me, using that one voice from the Theatre scene in 'We Were Here': "It is bestowed only to the finest storytellers of the realm."

V: "Hehe, way better."

Spoilers Ahead:

So we start the world as any world begins, with a tale as old as time - Adam and Eve. Which is... Me! Me and V because I will pick his ribs clean if he doesn't 100% the achievements (he enjoys it, ok)

And we were both excited for 0.7 seconds before V hits me with the important questions of:

V: "Who is Adam, Eve?"

Me: "It's you, silly goose!"

V: "Oh, okay." c:

And like with every story that has Eve in it:

:)

It's adorable to see Bernard getting some love though!

This game just flies by so fast when it's the two of us thinking, taking turns on what gets to be where so we push the other forward where our own ideas fail us. Playing games like this with a buddy truly beats playing it alone.

It's tagged LGBTQ+ because you can put two guys or two girls in love in some of the frames and it's adorable. They interact well.

Me: "Oh look! It's the tiers of regret whenever I decide to open up."

Can't believe this whole story is about how Edgar dies and forgets he's dead while being dead so he ends up shocked that he's dead when he sees himself in the mirror.

It's such a good plot for a fanfic not gonna lie... It's Genshin related and not meant to be here, but /I/ am the one who is writing this 'review' and I am the rat that makes all of the rules.

V: "These... Two pixels, why are they so hot...?"

Me: ".... Yeah."

V: "I know you want her dress."

Me: "Oh I want to BE her."

Us two: *GASP*

V: "Are you ready?"

Me: "VAMPIRE TIME."

V: *Accidentally does this because he randomly drops characters on the map after figuring out what to do.*

V: "My brain (is so big)... I'm singing up in Harvard."

V: *Struggles with the simpler map later*

Me: "I think we have to sign you off Harvard now."

AND THE ENDING IS SOOO CUTE IT'S SO SUBTLE I BARELY NOTICED BUT IT MADE US SO HAPPY TO GET TO THE ENDING.

Like giving two kids a paper crown and calling them 'champ'.

Someone in STEAM was asking how to solve the Maid and the Knight story and someone commented under it with 'God bless you'. Seriously, we managed on our own and it's all because it was 50/51 and we HAD to finish it to get to the ending.

During our reviews:

Me: "I think the graphics are beautiful. For a game that has a simple idea of making stories via characters and places being put together, everything is very well animated, interactive and apparently, given the achievements, it also has MULTIPLE options to work with."

V: "I agree. Also, there is an update in September."

Me: "Overall, it's a game I'd get if it's on sale. It's 20$ and in comparison to a visual novel with 40K words, a couple scenes, art etc. If that was 20$... I'd still think twice, but the point is - for what it is and it's original, a game I have never seen before, I think it's pretty good. It also doesn't have any background music, it could probably set the mood for some chapters. But the sound was totally good. No sounds overlap no matter how quickly you click around so it doesn't create a caccophony."

V: "Yeah, the music, or the lack of thereof is still fixable."

Me: "Well, there's the update. Might as well wait and see."

V: "Overall ranting?"

Me: "Hmmm..."

V: "On the count of three?"

Me: "Ok."

V: "Ugh I'm stuck between two... Ok, one... Two... Three!"

Me and him at the same time: "Seven."

V: "Why am I not surprised."

And that's it! It was truly a wonderful experience. Big thank you to developpers and the entire team that came up with the game. Can't wait to see what the updates may be and thank you, V, for sponsoring our gameplay.

Hope we get to play much more in the future.